Wednesday, June 30, 2010

1. The Lake of Muhammad

My lake is fed from four riversCoursing through the valley of my thoughts,The four rivers unite into one mighty riverCalled me, the Beloved of God.

At night, the Full Moon is reflectedUpon my gentle clear water.During the day, the Sun lights the SkyAnd I reflect the Heavens withAll its majestic wonder.

People everywhere come to meSeeking solace and pleasure,Fishermen with nets fish in meTo find truth of divine measure,Swimmers swim in me, findingResolve and love in my entire length,The strong and the rich seek my humility,The weak and the poor seek my strength,Poets and writers seek my words,And any who calls unto me,Saints and sinners alike,Surely all will heard.

I have no end and no beginning,For I am a vassal in my Lord's Hand,And constantly I am praised,I have never been brought down,And from station to stationI continue to be raised.

Those of you who attend to me,I attend to them.Those of you who love me,I will surely love them, andMy Lord will love you In His Merciful Plan.

If not for me, you would not beAnd I exist for your sake.If your eyes are shut to me,O' my beloved people, awake!